An island of isolation

I got exactly what i wanted. A getaway to an unfamiliar place with some unfamiliar people. Thanks to SofiaO :) haha..I forgot that the adventurous part of me is still alive and kicking. I have been trying to thread carefully in life after falling into the ditch a few times.It was liberating as it was somewhat a bit daunting. Well daunting seems to be like a big word right now but cant think of anything else. I was lost between what is real and what is not. I loved it but yeah I kindda miss my friends a bit because I cant be myself fully. All in all I enjoyed myself. I liked it when I dont have to think about anything. Even when I tried to think about something maybe figure out about the things that I left in KL but no..nothing can come into mind on the island :)

Apart from the vicious itchiness of the sand fly bites all over my legs, i can still remember vividly the green fishing boat and pulau rimau. I can even paint it now if i want to. The swing by the beach, the horizon with no trace of the city, it was all tranquility. I was just an observer to everything..Oh yeah i observe every single thing haha..I liked all the people who were with me on the island. I think they all have a great personality. It's a shame that I was being a bit malu like dat to like really get to know them actually. Oh well I guess I will see them around in KL.

OK back to reality, well of course i am somewhat a bit confused like in between of deciding who should i be. My multi faceted personality is sometimes confusing. Like should i lay low or not..should i party on or not..sometimes i feel like being a homebody but some part of me still wants to go out and party. One part of me wants to be demure and somewhat a diva but the other part of me just want to stay crazy. Like i know im putting on weight but i dont care but actually i want to care. Hmm I am always contradicting myself i guess. I am always caught in between of what i should be and what i am actually. Its like i cant be too careful nor can i be too careless.

It's funny that when i decided to stop thinking and worrying about what i do, i seem to block my mind from everything. I cant even let out my poetic emotions anymore. I cant write poetry like i used to. Its like im waiting for an answer.

Haha yeah i can be really deep sometimes but i know people always see me as the chirpy chirpy individual who sometimes can get really garang :)

This is what my blog is for anyway..to let out an ocean of deep thoughts in my mind. yay!